weight: 140lbs. /10 stone/ 64.5kg (i like to think i'm husky)
hair: not much on my whole body, except on my bulbous head.
eyes: two dark brown ones
social status: single and straight
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all smiles they said i could touch it
places i've been....
yakushima
10: long road
miyajima
1: deer of miyajima
mount fuji
at the top
new year deja vu
2010/01/19 15:35
i guess i'm living in interesting times... my prerequisite classes are starting up next week and my mobility is back to almost normal. i'm back to taking capoeira classes and feeling less than confident about my abilities compared to everyone else. i'm also back to doing figure modeling at risd and the working in the lifestyles club again. it is strange, but it almost feels like the last few years of travel didn't happen. sans facial hair and hair color, it almost feels like a regression actually. it's like a twisted twilight zone version of my high school years all over again. i'm back in my parents' house with no car, no money and going to school. nagging is white noise and the bathroom is always busy. i really don't miss my high school years.
my saving grace is that i'm keeping busy with my routine of work, capoeira, filling out forms, and being able to see friends. though this will soon be my bane because i will also need to juggle school, interviews, conventions, events, and meetings to an already full schedule. i know this is way better that being idle, but i'm already getting the reminiscent feeling of perpetually forgetting something, and i don't have time to knit a glove to remind me of all the things i will forget.
2009/12/15 16:50
been back in ri for over a month now. Still no job, but i've been more than busy with all the things I have to do and not do to go back to school for next fall. So many things have to be done within a predesignated time in a certain order as well. I'll even be taking a couple prerequisite classes at the local community college, but i'll have to go through the rigmarole of going through the admissions and registration process. I forgot how much this all sucked and this isn't even the curriculum work.
I'm keeping my head above the water and getting things done but the recent knee injury doesn't help. I've been slowly regaining my ability to hobble and walk the last week, but I have to be careful. My rough and tumble ways don't help so i've been really good and been a stick in the mud. I've watched a metric ass ton of anime and stayed more or less under self-house arrest. I rested, iced, compressed and elevated to the point of being bed ridden and I haven't went out much (exceptions include my birthday and a december birthdays party) or to capoeira practice. I can now walk more freely and I will slowly strengthen my leg again reintegrating capoeira back in.
On the brighter side of things I have been able to figure out the daily rhythms of my folks and my brothers. I've even worked on my patience so I can conversate with my folks with much greater ease. This may be the opportunity for me to foster a proper relationship them, which will probably mean me fixing and moving things around the house, and ultimately fixing up the house before I go next fall. I guess that would be apropos and would explain my difficulty finding work. (that and the 12.9% unemployment rate.) whatever the case I'm keeping busy and getting things done. As per usual I would like a positive cash flow, but I have the essentials of water, food, and shelter covered in my hierarchy of needs. Maslow can suck my right one and make my left on jealous. I'll just be grateful most of my wants and needs covered (because it could be worse) and happy that I am surrounded by such wonderful people in my life.
2009/10/27 11:25
landing back in pvd via the chinatown express has given me yet another bit of appreciation for this home of homes, this state of corruption. i understand the logistics of having a slightly more expensive ticket for nyc to pvd because of the lesser number of people going there, but to make it double the price of going to boston seems a little excessive. i guess they were banking on the bullshit and math factor. the time it would take to get to boston then take the commuter rail on a sunday night to get back to providence would have killed an extra two hours easy. and that is where they get you. you ask yourself are those two hours valuable enough for you to throw another $10 in the pot. to me it was, but my asian senses are still tingling. my ingrained methodology of getting the best possible deal
is not happy. though i have to argue i paid for the convenience factor, and in nyc that is something you pay off in spades.
otherwise since va beach, i had went to playa del feugo, hung around lancaster and by surprise shot to the big apple comic con, went back to lancaster to bounce into philly to see their home team win the pennant, rode back to nyc to see the wet side of canal st's chinatown and took the fung wah express back to this foresight of god. all in all a good 20 days.
2009/10/07 13:09
listening to the hilltop hoods (the hard road,) aesop rock (daylight,) and matisyahu (lord raise me up.) i guess i'm just wondering what lay in store for me now. my ride is now gone settling family issues in pa and maine while i opted to stay on the road. i'm not gonna let the lack of a car stop me, but i have to say it is just a little inconvenient. i was able to set up a ride to pdf though, it is just getting my things together and packed to be ready for my rideshare at 7pm.
looking back at raleigh, i have to say it was and experience just getting there. my prior travel companion was competent in managing the logistics of the trip, but our relationship was strained at best. logic modes of the wildest design were the order of the day and many who saw us thought we looked like an old married couple. they would agree it was surprising how we had managed it for a month to begin with. i'm not sure how it was managed, but it was. it felt like switzerland on a bad acid trip, but it is over now. i do hope her luck and happiness, but i think we both were counting down the days till this road trip was over. now free as a bird, i guess i'll continue my trip in my usual ho fashion and see where the wind takes me. i don't have to end my wanders just yet. i just gotta figure out how to get from point a to point b. i got my lift to pdf, i just gotta figure a way from delaware to philly.
oh, raleigh was a fun time. i got in late got into waffle house, gingers, teeth, debates, hooks and ropes. met some rad folks and enjoyed my friends for who they are. that is about all i can ask for.
This has been around the block, but the corner doesn't work itself.
2009/09/30 02:09
The first 5 people to respond to this post will get something made/found/gotten by me! My choice for you.
This offer does have some restrictions/limitations
1) I make no guarantees that you will like what I make/run across/procure you, but I will try.
2) What I create/pillage/plunder will be just for you
3) It will be done this year (2009)
4) You have no clue what it will be. It may be a story, painting, I may even bake/cook you something & ship it to you.
The catch is: YOU MUST POST THIS IN YOUR JOURNAL ALSO.
this internet makes a great pan-optic eye.
2009/09/28 19:58
This really is the life. Seeing the country, seeing friends, no real worries of daily schedules, no humdrum day in and day out activities, the freedom to go anyway at anytime. I will miss it, but with all good things.... on the flip side it is kinda comforting. The fact i can get back to having home base again, maybe even a capoeira routine, a kitchen i can call my own, a positive cash flow, a sense of what day of the week it is or what the date is. The logistics of finding a place/job won't be fun, but i just have to see what will be in store for me. I won't have to go back to “real life” in rhode island or where ever i end up till november, but I'm realizing more and more as the all saints days draws nearer. I've been a on a wicked adventure for about 3 years. True that have just been living life in foreign places, but i guess i have always wanted to live an adventure. I was able to see, hear, taste, touch, meet, think and feel amazingly, heartbreakingly, wonder and sorrowfully, joyously alive experiences. I was just lucky enough to be in the right place, at the right time when it began.
The wonders of the world really are amazing, but they are not all monolithic structures of stone, mineral, or wood, nor they the most decadent of meals frilled, bejeweled and encrusted on platters, bodies and chalices filled to the brim with the most luxurious of libations. It has taken a while but i've come to appreciate the everyday amazing. That first good cup of coffee, running into a friend at the market, the sunrise that makes the day all new again, that yellow light that lasts 2 seconds longer, the cold chill of night swimming, the first touch of your lover's skin, the last sweet bite of an orange; all things that might be easily forgotten, but cherished if never done again.
I still have time to savor my time on the road. I try to reflect on my times i have lived but there have been so many. I guess that is why i do try to journal and keep track with them, but much in the same vein as my photography, i forget to take my camera out. enjoy the moment instead.
while it is still fresh, phoenix was a good time. It was fantastic seeing michelle and arthur again. They were great weekend hosts taking me and kim, my travel companion, to a showing of repo the genetic opera (i want to do such bad things to blind mag) done with live action players done like the rocky horror picture show. Then to a pirate themed pool party with a projection screen to play rock band. This party had some the best grog i have ever tried. Think potency and flavor of panty dropping jungle juice with sherbet ice cream and gummy worms. Yeah, it was like that. I was splashing in the pool all night due to hypothermia and the game keep the ho in the pool. Good times.
Texas has been a great time for me.
In san antonio we stayed with a couple of burners from our camp, and they were tops. Tash had time off, but tony had to work most of the time we were there. She was the best domestic guardian to the sweetest 4 year boy. Needless to say there was much video gaming, playing with hot wheels and cars the movie. The alamo will be remembered, but i had no idea davey crocett played such a pivotal role there.
In austin we stay with joel and hung out with a few comedians. I got to see emrys and kristy as well as the many locals in their natural 6th st environment, lots of bats flying out of the congress bridge, and the town from a jameson tint with help of lorena. I'm pretty sure she and a couple of her friends are making an argument for me to move austin, but i'll see what happens when the time draws nearer.
Now we are in dallas staying with allen and courtney. It's good to see them especially in non suspension related context. Allen sure knows his city well. Been taken around to a few parties and having some good food. I heart the krishna foods. Just enjoying the last day in texas. With some downtime i'm just sorting things in my head before shooting out to new orleans tomorrow. I look forward to eating a po' boy.
2009/09/12 05:15
plans never really are permanent until they actually occur. take for instance before the burn: i thought i was going to be road tripping with two girls all across the u.s. for two months starting in lake tahoe. mind you i don't know these girls at all, and my first interaction with them is finding out that they are no longer travel mates (a drama i don't even want to know about.)
since being picked up in sf there have been a couple different girls shifting as the third spot for last the couple weeks. the plans have been fluid. we even had a dam fine detour to the grand canyon (the best, big hole in the ground ever.) i saw a few elk, birds, a snake, and a lizard. i dug the surroundings, and the night skys by firelight were unreal.
now we are finally in vegas. it is back to me and the girl that owns the car. it is her first time here and i told her my horrible luck in gambling. she wants to still play so i take her to a casino we go to the penny slots. in less that five minutes i win $30. moral of the story: vegas will make me a liar. we'll be here for a couple nights so i can look forward to running water and electricity again.
2009/09/08 01:29
burningman is all the hype it is made up to be. i would even go as far as to say it is overwhelming. i'm just sad my re-cock-u-lous self lost my voice the second day and then sprained my ankle the day after. guess that is my reward for helping a lost hippie find her way. i was at least able to borrowed a friend's bike for the second half of the week, but my ankle was so bad i couldn't even hobble to it to ride. i won nothing except a couple rickshaw rides and the sympathy of an entire camp. my voice had come back yesterday and i'll make use of it. (i will holla at cha...) i only wish i could have gone out and seen more, but that is for next time. i saw some random bits and found a good number of people i spoke to were from cali/ the bay area. i got a good feel for this festival and i'll just be better prepared for next time.
now i should concentrate on getting better because i'm supposed to check out the grand canyon tomorrow. hooray for the next step in my cross country tour. i swear i must be a glutton for punishment.
2009/08/27 18:41
man o man, this ride down and up the west coast is leaving my head spinning. from the plane to car to car to car to train to bus my days were full of travel goodness. i don't think i spent nearly enough time in portland, but i'll just have to see about making it back there. traveling with hil and zane to LA has been a blast and though we parted ways yesterday i'm sure we'll cross paths soon again.
LA was a good time as well. i saw a few friends at the tattoo convention and had a few drinks in the downstairs bar. i was even lucky enough to catch the chinese walken show. wow! was it good. not burning crosses good, but what rearry is?
after arriving last night via amtrak on wheels and finding the last k to my trinity of misfortune, i wait patiently in san francisco for my get away driver to the wine country. the burningman is only around the corner and i need to prepare.
